The Bastard Child ~Teen Wolf

Chapter Fifty Two

Chapter Fifty Two

Mac's POV

I hated this class. I hated this school. I rather be at home asleep in bed. I didn't wanna be here. I didn't want to look at Jennifer Blake's stupid face anymore.

"Idioms, analogies, metaphors, and similes, all tools the writer uses to tell their story." Jennifer said, walking around the classroom. She stopped next to me and looked down at Lydia's desk. Lydia was doodling a tree, like usual. "Lydia, I wasn't aware you had so many hidden talents."

"You and every day I've ever dated." Lydia replied.

"Oh, um, well that's was an idiom, by the way." Jennifer replied. "Idioms are something of a secret to the people who know the language or the culture." Jennifer looked at Stiles and Scott secretively.

"They're phrases that only make sense if you know the key words. Saying "jump the gun" is meaningful only if you know about the starting gun in a race, or phrases like "seeing the whole board." She explained.

"Like chess." Stiles said.

"That's right, Stiles." She complimented. "Do you play?"

"Uh, no. My father does." Stiles responded.

"Now when does an idiom become a cliche?" Jennifer asked.

"When someone uses phrases like "blow a fuse" or "blow a casket". That's when people let their anger get the best of them, right?" I asked.

Jennifer cleared her throat, "Yes, that's correct Mac." I smirked as she uncomfortably continued her lesson. Scott and Stiles turned around and looked at Lydia.

"What now?" She asked. I listened to the two boys explain the plan to Lydia who looked less than happy to do it. She agreed anyway. The bell rang and we started to put our stuff away and leave. Almost everyone was out of the class by the time Scott, Stiles, Lydia, and I started leaving.

"Mac, could I talk to you for a minute?" Jennifer asked. My three friends stopped at the door.

"Go, I don't want to go anywhere near the twins or I might snap." I told them. They reluctantly left, they knew how much I didn't like Jennifer. I wouldn't trust me alone with her if I was them either. I can't control my anger sometimes.

"Did you need something, Jennifer?" I asked her.

"Jennifer?" She asked, surprised I was using her first name.

"I mean we both went after the same guy. Both fell in love. Might as well be in first name basis, right?" I said sarcastically.

"I was hoping we didn't have to have such hostility between us. I have nothing against you. We were both put in a difficult situation. You are much younger than him, and I'm closer to his age. I'm just sorry it turned out this way." Jennifer said.

"Well, I don't like you. I'm not going to go with that whole, "You stole my boyfriend," spiel, don't worry. I know our age difference, because unlike you, I've known Derek for years. So don't belittle me with that bull." I said and took a stop toward her, she stumbled back. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. Just a warning to the wise. Derek might be a dick 75% of the time but he's still a great guy. He might have hurt me, but I still care for him. He's been through too much  and hurt too many times. With that being said, if you hurt him. I will end you."

With that, I walked out of the classroom. I headed to my locker to throw some books in and grab a few of things out. Usually this would be the time where I would go find one of my friends but Scott, Stiles, and Lydia were preoccupied and Alison and Isaac were no where to be found. I decided to take a walk around campus. It's been a long last few weeks and it's really the only time I've had to myself. While I was walking, I saw Jennifer walking into the overpass tunnel thing the school had, I heard her high heels clicking like she was running and decided to be nosey.